A-1 Since Day 1

Lyrics

Gang, Gang, Gang Gang, Gang, Gang Gang, Gang, Gang Raf Simmons steppin' When I walk in, you embarrassed Dripping in designer All my garments made in Paris Drop a baby on her tongue Ain't talking miscarriage You baby, you number one You the one I cherish Finger fuck the hundreds Yeah I guess I got a fetish Having hella blues But the 50's, they slick reddish Stay down ten toes G-code it's embedded A-1 since like day one With my day ones getting bread Switch out the Raf Simmons Imma drip out with the Gucci's Then I might just mix it up The Gucci's with the Ksubies These niggas gone' bite the sauce They taking, I might sue 'em Out the mud, super dirty Like a fucking sewer Step in like a boss Drip like Voss Hundreds in a loft Geeking off this gas In all black, bitch I'm looking goth Grabbing on her ass, from the back That shit feeling soft Yeah these niggas lame And they whack, I can't cut no slack Yeah Big guap, nigga counting up Adding up these hundreds I been counting, the amount is up Niggas see me out in public And my fits be fye as fuck Bitches see me out in public Bet them bitches show me love Yeah But I could never show no love And I got these bitches going nuts I can't show no love And these niggas moving hella sus What the fuck is up? Pussy nigga running out of luck Yeah the jig is up Back against the wall I was out nigga pulling scams If you bank with B.O.A. my nigga we can get some bands These niggas some fans They gone' watch: Charter On Demand And I got the plan Gucci bitch, she from France [Hook] Raf Simmons steppin' When I walk in you embarrassed Dripping in designer All my garments made in Paris Drop a baby on her tongue, ain't talking miscarriage You baby, you number one You the one I cherish Finger fuck the hundreds Yeah I guess I got a fetish Having hella blues But the 50's they slick reddish Stay down ten toes G-code it's embedded A-1 since like day one With my day ones getting bread